Horses, Life, A Touch of Geek

Fencing False Alarm, Fortunately

Horsekeeping

… time to get the horses … put Milton up … Rodney is right over there … hmm, were’d he go? … must have wandered off … he does that all the time … has no problem leaving Milton in the dust … walk out to his usual spot … not there … keep walking around pasture … no horse … I know the pasture is in summer growth but I can usually spot them … going around again … checking all the corners … WHAT??? …

… crap, crap, crap … NOT what you want to see when you have gone all the way around the pasture and not found a horse … crap, crap, crap … this is how Rodney got out last time [Fencing, A Photo Essay] … crap, crap, crap … okay, the fence isn’t as low … the underbrush on the other side does not look as if 1400 pounds of horse just went through … he *probably* didn’t escape … not something one wants to be wrong about … crap, crap, crap … exit pasture … check side field … no horse … crap, crap, crap … walk gingerly down driveway … listening for squeal of brakes … crap, crap, crap … no squeal, no horse in sight … he’s really not the sort of horse to head over the horizon … he’d stop at the nearest patch of grass … crap, crap, crap … come back up …

Share this:

Like this:

Always a sinking feeling! I drove home the other day and saw the red and blue lights on the main road. My property is on a side road but the pasture extends towards this main road. Two cop cars. They are looking around. I don’t know why that’s where my mind went but it did. I got home and they still couldn’t be found. They have been hiding out in a cove of trees this summer but usually come down the hill to greet me and get breakfast. After calling them and walking up the hill here they come!

Anonymous is me. I clicked on something by accident on my keyboard. I was very glad to see photo of Rodney in the barn. Funny, how we can get anxious about all sorts of things, and they just look at us, and blink, chomp.

Nothing strikes fear into the heart of a horse owner like finding an open gate or a breached fence. Well, maybe colic, but we won’t talk about that. Glad the boys stayed put. Nobody needs that kind of excitement!